At that moment a flash of inspiration hit me. I rushed into the bedroom, grabbed Karen’s ankles, being careful not to touch the rope burn areas, and...flipped her over on her back. I threw open her robe and covered her smooth hairless pussy with my mouth. Hmm. I really like her smooth mound. This is one good thing to come out this mess. Karen gave a little gasp when my tongue licked from her clean little rosebud up to her hooded clit. A clit that wasn’t going to remain hidden for long. I know. Her words whisper in the recess of my mind. ‘Where were you! Why didn’t you save us?’Is this what I’m supposed to do? How can I save her when I need saving? These thoughts are too heavy, I just want to bury my head in the bed. I just want to be a better person, but the pain is killing me inside. The world around me is falling and I so close to breaking. I just need to rest and maybe I can find the strength to fight tomorrow. Thursday MorningThe morning doesn’t feel any different. I turn off the. Harry didn’t think that he wasn’t very Latin and he knew most of the other hippopotamuses didn’t think “hippopotami” was the correct form of designation.Besides, he didn’t think that old time stuff like Latin and Rome and Greek and Greece belonged anywhere near Africa and they as free hippopotamuses could use any ending that suited their fancy.He remembered with his very keen hippopotamus mind that it wasn’t very long ago that the newspaper would not publish his story about life in a. Ms. Jennifer told me to say, "Hello this is The Women's Place,my name is John, may I help you?"Things were going well that morning, though I did notice a few peoplehung up on me. At first I thought these might be wrong numbers, but ithappened again a couple of times after lunch. I didn't really know whatwas going on I transferred a call from Stephanie in to Ms. Jennifer,who'd recently gotten back from a meeting.It was then that Ms. Jennifer called me in to her office for a fewmoments, and she.